under our protection. It’d be even better if I could mark you, but obviously that’s not possible.”

“Mark me? Like give me something to wear?”

“No. Like bite you.”

My hand unconsciously went to the side of my throat. “Oh. Right. No, I’d rather you didn’t do that. Touching works for me.”

I’d been feeling pretty confident about this, but now my stomach was churning. Paul gave me a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’m probably being over cautious. The Lounge isn’t really a place to pick up prey. Humans who know about us do gather there, but they are looking for vampire action, and they’re usually pretty obvious about it. Other than those types, we leave humans alone here. I guess I’m just worried because of t...

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